I turn around, walk away
But I just can't escape one demon
Hovering
So close he could bite me
Never leaves me out of sight
He's on my shoulder
He's in my hands
I settle down in a home
Full of light and crimson carpets
On the floors
Not a glimpse goes by without him
Staring from my eyes inside his cockpit
Inside his kingdom
Where do I go
I want to know
'cuz I struggle for my self-control
I concentrate on not to think
And I try to work my ass off
Through the day
Sometimes he is cruel
Sometimes he helps me walking cool across the dance floor
And through the night
After all I have fought
There will always be one demon
Left to fight
Friendly he might seem
And yet so sinister I deem
But I don't know him
I never will
Where do I go
I want to know
'cuz I struggle for my self-control